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Job 6:7 - Tree of Life Version

7 My soul refuses to touch them; they are like sickening food to me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 The things that my soul refused to touch Are as my sorrowful meat.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 [These afflictions] my soul refuses to touch! Such things are like diseased food to me [sickening and repugnant]!

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 My soul refuseth to touch them; They are as loathsome food to me.

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Common English Bible

7 I refuse to touch them; they resemble food for the sick.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

7 The things that my soul was unwilling to touch before, now, because of anguish, are my foods.

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Job 6:7
11 Tagairtí Cros  

So she said, “As Adonai your God lives, I have nothing baked, only a handful of flour in the jar, and a little oil in the jug. Now look, I am gathering a couple of sticks, so that I may go in and prepare it for me and my son, that we may eat it and die.”


and say, “Thus says the king: ‘Put this fellow in the prison, and feed him only bread and water until I return safely.’”


For my sighing comes instead of my bread, and my groans pour out like water.


so that his life loathes bread, and his soul, desirable food.


Is something bland eaten without salt, is there taste in the white of an egg?


Oh that my request would be realized, that God would grant my hope;


My enemies taunt me all day. My deriders use my name to curse.


Then I said, “Ah, Adonai Elohim ! Behold, I have never defiled myself. From my youth up until now have I not eaten what died of itself or was torn by beasts. Tainted meat has never come into my mouth.”


Then he said to me, “Son of man, I will break the staff of bread in Jerusalem. They will eat bread by weight, in anxiety, and they will drink water by measure, in horror.


I ate no rich food, nor did meat or wine enter my mouth, nor did I anoint myself with oil, until the end of three weeks.


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